His brows twitch, lazy interest refocused into a sharp thing. The beloved rogue is replaced effortlessly with the planner and plotter Alicent has come to know. He turns his head, makes a motion with his hands, and in an instant Cirdyc is by his side, nodding. The man disappears into the crowd, and Daemon turns back, pulling his wife into a kiss.

He breaks it with a turn of his head, pretending to whisper sweetness into her ear. "What do you expect him to find? And laugh when we break away."